[Kazuo can be seen sitting on one of the horses at the carousel. If he's cold he doesn't show it. Instead he sits there perfectly still staring out at the snow. He doesn't seem bothered by the storm at all.]

It makes things clean.

[He tilts his head a little.]

Do people like snow?

[Kazuo looks out and tilts his head a little. It's like a failed mimic of curiosity.]

All the people are back.

[He pauses a moment or so.] Are any of them staying this time?